Lyrics
Chasing Sundays, round and round
Blind steps off of moons, and stars are pleading
Will you catch us falling down?
And God's solutions are never found
In divinity there's ecstasy, make love in echoes
Cling to the souls exhausted clean
Rejoice, rejection without a sound
Camouflage on open wounds, dissect your sympathies
Curtains down, come take a bow
I'll wait for you to go away again
And I will push you far away
I've given up, but you shoot anyway
I'm guilty of everything
Chasing Sundays, round and round
Blind steps off of moons, and stars are pleading
Will you catch us falling down?
Rejoice, rejection without a sound
Camouflage on open wounds, dissect your sympathies
Curtains down, come take a bow
I'll wait for you to go away again
And I will push you far away
I've given up, but you shoot anyway
I'm guilty of everything
And I will push, we fall away always
My hands are up, I'm on my knees
I don't have a gun, you can search me please
I've given up, but you shoot anyway
I'm guilty of everything
I'm guilty of everything
